So I think tomorrow will be my official release from Primary. Whether a rotation or time out, it feels strange tonight to not have to worry about preparing a lesson for tomorrow.
I was asked to be a semi-permanent sub about 2 1/2 years ago for the class of a sister who was having a difficult pregnancy. Then I got officially called.
So for every week except our two yearly stake conference, two General Conferences and for several other absences, I've been there as scheduled.
I learned from each child. I am glad for the chance I had to be in their lives in that capacity, even for a brief time. Last week they had asked me to sub for a younger class than I normally teach. Last week was the first week of all the children getting new teachers, for this happens on the first of the year. The teachers and children were all being directed to the designated seating area for each class. (they have classes sit together in the same location to make things easier for everyone). This process was a tad chaotic, at least to me, as everyone figured out where to sit.
During this time, the three kids I taught in 2007 were standing with me as they waited to figure out their new teacher. (I already had an idea as I'd seen one of the teachers looking at his assingment book and then at them). At that moment I had a quick tear. For I realized this was the moment where it is painful to be a teacher. For it is where you say bye to one class and see them go to another teacher w/whom to stand. And that's it, your job in that calling is over. They have a great new teacher. I wish I could have been better in lots of ways. Glad I still get to be their friend in their ward and a part of their lives.
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